The teen has black hair in a mullet-like style and emerald green eyes, with a build that looks slightly more masculine than feminine. They’re wearing a black bomber jacket with a green shirt, black jeans, and blue sneakers. They’re leading their dragon around, talking about different places around the city, until their eyes land on a vending machine.
”Chips!” They exclaimed, rushing over to the machine and buying a bag of sea salt chips. They opened the bag and began to munch on the chips, with their dragon giving them a strange look. The teen shrugged. “What? I missed these chips. They gave me my daily requirement of salt.”
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